[ With a petulant groan, he takes his kisses along a jaw to the lovely little warm patch behind Chris's ear. ]

Worth a try, you can't blame me.

[ His hands slide to a waistband where he plays nice and hooks his thumbs in. ]

It's likely those two hours are crawling to their end, you're right. [ As if Loki doesn't care and wouldn't have found them more time somehow. ] Go on, check in. I won't say a word.

[ He'll just be here, nuzzling at Chris's temple. ]